Simon: We will be staying with Tristan Heath. Tristan, this is Magerise.
Tristan: What a silly name! But it is my pleasure to host peasants. I have always been curious about your quaint ways.
Simon: Magerise here has a crush on the princess.
Tristan: Alayna? Everyone does.
Simon: No, the little one.
Magerise: Simon, stop! I never should have told you.
Tristan: Oh, but do tell. You have no competition from me. She is my sister-in-law.
Simon: And I'm fond of redheads myself. So I think we should help him.
Tristan: Quite impossible! He has no wealth, family ties, or looks. No offense.
Simon: But Magerise has something else. You need to practice your magic, so use a glamour to enchant her.
Magerise: What?!
Tristan: Magic! How dare... Actually, I do really need to see what desperate lengths peasants will venture for love.
